Miguel O Hara Body Pillow

Blood is thicker than water, but loyalty matters. What happens when two people who despise each other at their core embrace each other's flaws, share a deep desire, and understand each other's needs? To make matters worse, they must also reconcile their families' long-standing grudges, where hidden secrets threaten their relationship. The journey ahead will be challenging as both clans have enemies who wish for their disappearance. This indicates that a happy ending is unlikely. Should they fight to survive with love as their weapon or abandon everyone and flee? Rated 18 All rights reserved to the author. Do not plagiarize. In follows inside the story -Sweet Redemption -The Lost Billionaire(MBBC#9) -The Billionaire Secret Wife (MBBC#10) -Everett's Downfall (MBBC#11)

Warning! Explicit content! I smelt something different the moment I stepped foot in my room. It was dark and I couldn't see a thing, but something smelt different. I moved my hand to the wall, turning on the light switch. The entire place became bright immediately, and that was the moment my nightmare began, the moment my life changed forever. Electrifying shock tingled through me as I found a strange figure, seated in the middle of the room. My blood ran cold instantly. My legs tottered and my lungs stopped pumping air. His presence froze me at once, or was it his eyes that were as cold and dark as shadows carved in stones? They stared so coldly at me, cloaked in an eerie stillness that sent shivers down my spine. I had never seen a picture of the devil before. But this guy in front me looked like someone who must be very close to him. **** He had been stalking her for three days. He knew where she worked, where she lived and the dumb people she visited. She didn't have much friends, just a bunch of nuns who appeared in fúcking white garments. She smiled so brightly like she was the purest soul on earth. She acted so naive like she's never been fucked before. It didn't matter how much she pretended, how much she tried to hide her identity. She was his next target and he'd be treating her like one. He didn't become the King of the night for no reason; the renowned torturer. He'd torture her like he did to others, get the information he needed and put a sweet bullet in her head. She was not getting off his list.

Nova Harlow’s life ended in betrayal, but fate gives her a second chance...Reborn in her past, she now wields the knowledge and strength to protect herself and exact revenge. Will revenge consume her??, or will forbidden love win? But Yet, destiny has other plans. To survive the threats lurking from her past and present, she is forced into marriage with Myles Rochefort, the ultra-powerful, cold, and impossibly rich CEO who feels inexplicably drawn to her. He doesn’t remember their past-life connection, but his obsession is undeniable. They hate each other… yet their bodies and hearts betray them at every turn. As enemies circle, family secrets unfold, and hidden powers surface, Nova must navigate desire, danger, and destiny. With Alden Maxwell stirring tension and Isla Garnier scheming, passion, betrayal, and erotic tension escalate until the final act where love, legacy, and power collide.

Yvonne woke up finding herself inside a stranger's body the day she received a pen drive with the evidence of her husband's adulterous lifestyle behind her back. To add worse into the situation, she realized that she was into her husband's mistress's body who was already married to another person and had a child. Now, not only was she facing such a cruel joke, but also the person who her husband's mistress was married to, hated her existence. How will she face all the humiliation and overcome while trying to return to her own life that she carefully built? Will she fall in love with the mistress's husband instead?

O homem por quem eu me apaixonara e seu pai haviam sido envenenados com afrodisíaco. Sem hesitação, tirei minhas roupas para ajudar o pai dele - Henrique Costa. Na minha vida passada, fui forçada a ser o antídoto para Rafael Costa, chegando a dar à luz seu filho. Mas ele passava noites longe de casa, mantendo sua pureza para seu "verdadeiro amor". No quinto ano de casamento, ele nos cortou em pedaços - a mim e ao nosso filho - e nos enterrou como fertilizante no pomar de romãs dela. Ele estava convencido de que eu, com más intenções, o havia drogado para aquela noite de paixão, impedindo-o de ficar com quem realmente amava, levando sua amada ao suicídio longe de casa. Quando acordei, me vi de volta ao momento do envenenamento. Nesta vida, eu escolhi me tornar a nova esposa de seu pai...

Diana e Adeline eram duas estudantes do ensino médio de uma escola particular. Elas sofriam bullying na escola, Diana por ser pobre e Adeline por ser considerada feia. Um dia a colega de classe delas, Nadine, participa de um ritual ocultista e descobre que Adeline pode atrapalhar seus planos com Henrique, o garoto mais popular da escola. Ela recebe uma proposta, caso ela entregue duas almas no ritual, ela conseguirá ficar com Henrique, então ela decide Diana e Adeline, e consegue. Tudo estava perfeito para Nadine, até que Diana volta para se vingar.

After I turn five years of age and have my very own phone, I start receiving strange messages every single day. For some reason, the sender keeps referring to me as their mom. At 3:00 am, they send me another message. "Mom, I saw you in my dreams again. The rain is seeping into the attic. My stepmom told me to use a rag to soak up all the water, but the rag is too small. Even though I tried to wipe it up all night, it still wouldn't dry. Mom, I'm so cold and hungry. I miss you so much…" I tilt my head, looking at the rain pouring outside the window. I then earnestly reply, "Don't be scared, sweetheart. Where are you right now? I will bring you something yummy!"

My back hits the cold glass of the penthouse window, the city glittering a thousand feet below us. Sebastian’s hand is at my throat—not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who I belong to. “You were talking to him,” he says, voice low, dangerous. His other hand is braced beside my head, caging me in. “You smiled.” “It was just—” “Don’t lie to me, Ocean.” His thumb brushes the hollow of my throat, and my pulse jumps so hard he feels it. “You’re mine. Every glance. Every breath. Every inch of you.” I should be furious. I should tell him I’m not his property. But then his mouth is on mine—rough, consuming, tasting like the whiskey he hasn’t let go of since the gala. I moan before I can stop myself. That’s all the permission he needs. His hand slides to my waist, fingers digging in as if he’s afraid I’ll vanish. The heat between us ignites like dry kindling. It’s dangerous. It’s too much. It’s everything. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are dark enough to drown in. “One year,” he murmurs. “That was the deal. But you… you’re making me want forever.” And in that moment, I know the worst truth of all— If Sebastian Velez decides to keep me, I won’t even try to run.

Com nove meses de gravidez, eu estava na reta final do meu termo, pronta para dar à luz a qualquer momento. Mas meu marido, Vito Falcone, subchefe da família, havia me trancado. Ele me mantinha em uma sala médica subterrânea e estéril, injetando-me um medicamento que suprimia o trabalho de parto. Enquanto eu gritava de dor, ele friamente me dizia para aguentar. Porque se esperava que a viúva de seu irmão, Scarlett, entrasse em trabalho de parto exatamente na mesma hora. Um juramento que ele fizera ao seu irmão falecido declarava que o primogênito herdaria o lucrativo território da família na Costa Oeste. — Essa herança pertence ao filho de Scarlett. — Disse ele. — Com Daemon morto, ela está sozinha e desamparada. Você tem meu amor, Alessia. Todo ele. Só preciso que ela dê à luz em segurança. Depois será a sua vez. — Continuou. A droga era um tormento constante. Implorei para que ele me levasse a um hospital. Ele me agarrou pelo pescoço, forçando-me a encarar seu olhar gelado. — Pare isso! Eu sei que você está bem. Está apenas tentando roubar a herança. — Disse, com voz cortante. Meu rosto estava pálido. O corpo convulsionava enquanto eu conseguia sussurrar, desesperada: — Não me importo com a herança. Eu só quero que nosso filho nasça em segurança! Ele zombou. — Se você realmente fosse tão inocente, não teria forçado Scarlett a assinar aquele acordo pré-nupcial, renunciando aos direitos de herança do filho dela. — Disse. — Não se preocupe, voltarei para você depois que ela der à luz. Afinal, você carrega minha própria carne e sangue. — Completou. Ele passou a noite inteira em vigília do lado de fora da sala de parto de Scarlett. Só depois de ver o recém-nascido em seus braços é que ele se lembrou de mim. Finalmente, enviou seu segundo em comando, Marco, para me libertar. Mas quando Marco finalmente ligou, sua voz estava trêmula: — Chefe… a senhora e o bebê… se foram. Naquele momento, Vito Falcone se despedaçou por dentro.

Anastasia, a princess from the kingdom of Delmonte, intentionally travels to the future to find her husband, Dominic. Unexpectedly, she finds herself in the body of an unfortunate girl, Gwyneth Stacy, and struggles to locate her husband. The future world bewilders her, but she can't return to the ancient world. Reluctantly, she must adapt as Gwyneth, even engaging with Axel Maximilian Geraldton, her fiancé. Facing persecution from Peter, Brenda, her step-siblings, and her frequently absent father, she confronts challenges. Feeling lost and unable to find Dominic, Gwyneth considers marrying Axel to escape her oppressive family. Despite Gwyneth's efforts to explain her true identity as Anastasia, Axel refuses to believe and dismisses it as a joke. Will she succeed in finding Dominic? And what about Axel, who continues to see her as Gwyneth? Anastasia's adventure in Gwyneth's body is more than just a search for Dominic or an exploration of the modern world; it's a mystery surrounding Gwyneth's soul and her affection for Axel!